The Shepherd’s Lamb

In Design, IDS, Inside on November 10, 2010 at 8:34 am


“Martha,” Jed calls, turning to his daughter. “Why don’t you talk some sense into these kids?”

She hears herself swallow.

She hates the sound. She hopes her voice is clear, steady. She approaches her peers slowly. She wishes someone would ask a question. “Wink if you need help,” one student hisses from the front row. “You can tell us if he’s hurting you or something.”

“He’s not hurting me,” she says. “I believe everything my dad is saying.”

She always has.

That’s the funny thing about truth, she says. You know it when you hear it, like you’ve always known it.

All screaming abates, as though students in the crowd realize something remarkable: Brother Jed is somebody’s father.

“OK, let’s not make fun of her,” another says. “Let’s just be real. Martha, do you play Halo?”

“Yes,” she giggles. “I do.”

“What’s your favorite weapon?”

“The gravity hammer,” she says.

“So you’re kind of normal?” one student asks.

“Yeah, I think so.”


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